Heirlooming disaster

I had a chuckle when I read in The Australian Magazine that the new haute cuisine is peasant food, which means carrots.
Heirloom carrots.
Well, la di frickin da.

Given the sheer volume of carrots the horses next door go through, Mick decided to plant some.
The first came out today.

Either Mick pulled it too early or he's developed some seriously well-hung mutant heirloom specimens:

Or maybe he just planted the seeds too close together.
Shut up!